We all have loose threads from our youth.
The joys and sorrows, the love and pain of every yesterday and hoped for tomorrow.
To go back and pull on those loose threads could very well unravel the very tapestry of our lives.
#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives
“Do you think she hates me?” “With a passion.” “Do you think it’s the hat?” “No” “A lot…
As I navigate the publishing waters and my upcoming #memoir I find myself often at the edge of…
A Free Write Friday (#FWF) contribution from our homeschooled, 9 year old daughter. Via a prompt from Kellie…
Like the fallen leaves My heart lies wounded Laid bare, alone and dying Writing down the moments Long…
…while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen;…
